Wrenches at Your Insides
When I try to conjure images of what writing a memoir is like, I tend to come back to vivisection, the process of performing operations on live animals for research.
When I try to conjure images of what writing a memoir is like, I tend to come back to vivisection, the process of performing operations on live animals for research.
Books saved me again and again and again. They will continue to do so. But books about how we survive helped me patch some of those raw, jagged places that I hadn’t managed to fix on my own.
Unfortunately, this wall was one that I’m familiar with and desperately try to avoid. The particular wall was depression, a disorder that I can never quite escape.
She knew that she was bringing her life to bear on the stories. That she was placing her own burdens heavily on these fairy tales. That if the stories could bear the weight of her life, then maybe she could, too.
No one is at their best right now. Not faculty, not staff, not students, not parents, not anyone.